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Icy breasts

based upon Richard Matheson's novel

written by georges lautner

Cinematographer Maurice fellous

camera operator yves rodallec 2nd unit operator Alain boisnard

assistant director Claude othnin-girard 2nd unit director Robin Davis

script supervisor Annie maurel unit manager Rene brun

sound Jean labussiere sound mixer Jacques maumont

editor Michelle David

production designer Jean Andre

mademoiselle darc is dressed by guy laroche

music by Philippe sarde

orchestrator Hubert rostaing

associate producer Jacques dorfmann

executive producer Ralph baum

a lira films belstar productions Paris capitolina Rome co-production

directed by georges lautner

“the cries of the seagulls...

The vast silence...

The vast silence, muted...”

And my ass.

“When she got...

Close enough...

Comma...

He recognized Claire.”

No way!

You won't believe it, I just wrote something that silly.

Excuse me?

Unbelievable!

The same beach, the sea, the cries of the seagulls,

my hero is walking and barn!

He runs into my heroine.

That's where I stopped because I was on the verge of depression.

Really.

How is it possible to write silly things like that?

Actually, it is.

I'm proof of it.

Thank you.

Are you a writer?

Not really.

I'm a scriptwriter for a TV series.

Bang, bang! That's me.

The difference between a writer and a scriptwriter

is as big as between the acropolis and the Maison de la radio.

I work for scale, 120 francs per minute.

Imagine Shakespeare writing Hamlet for 120 francs per minute.

Do you watch TV?

Never.

Good, then we can stay friends.

What you have in common with Claire, my heroine,

is that you're walking alone on a beach in winter.

But wait! Claire has a specific reason, and you?

Claire walks on the beach because...

She just had a primo-infection.

The man she loves told her to go rest on the coast for a month.

What about you?

Did you suffer from a primo-infection?

And Claire is a dental surgeon.

She's engaged, about to get married.

I'm already married.

And at the end of the episode, Claire takes a long look at Ralph,

that's my hero's name, and gives him her phone number.

Hey! She gives him her phone number.

Shit.

Do you come here often?

Kindly get out and leave me alone.

What's wrong?

I stepped into your car like you stepped into my life.

I haven't slept, eaten or written in three days.

Please wait for 26 minutes.

I lost 26 minutes of an episode because of you.

You owe me 3,000 francs.

Nah!

But I also left my sick little heroine shivering on the beach.

Can you believe it?

And she's still there!

So if you'd like for it to start again,

for Claire not to be cold and for millions of TV viewers

to finally watch my eighth episode,

give me your phone number.

I'll be able to come up with 52 minutes in a day.

I'll dedicate them to you.

What's your name?

Why?

For the announcement.

Peggy.

Peggy.

The screen will read:

"Without Peggy, this episode would not exist."

Is your husband here?

I'm divorced.

That's better, but that's not much.

I'm having a hard time developing your character, I need your help.

If you're not sick and if you're not a dental surgeon,

then why are you in nice in the winter?

Can't I call you somewhere?

Kindly get out of this car and leave me alone.

Okay, I'll get out.

I'll lie down in the gutter to cry.

Don't be silly.

Okay, I'll just lie in the gutter and cry.

Are you okay, sir?

Yes, why?

Why are these two bitches pissing me off?

Eighty-eight, ten, oh one.

See you soon.

88-10-01.88-10-01.

Ms. Lister, please.

Who are you?

Francois rollin.

She'd like you to wait for her in the den.

Francois?

Yes!

I'm upstairs. Come up if you'd like.

Hello.

What a cutie.

He closed the gate on my foot earlier.

No big deal, they make great ones out of plastic nowadays.

Tell me, where did you find him?

He's pretty steady on his hind legs for his age.

And at night, does he bark or is he quiet?

He knocked on my door last night.

I could hear him breathing.

He waited almost an hour for me to open the door.

And then?

I didn't open it.

You have to fire him.

Let's go.

One of my series is playing on the Europe 1 station.

Here it is. "Cardinal richelieu's lovers."

I wrote it.

I've loved you ever since our first encounter.

That's richelieu.

So have I, Armand du plessis.

With splash.

Yes, splash, the new super-active laundry detergent.

I tried to tell them not to mix laundry detergent and richelieu

but that's what pays for the series and for me as well.

If I told you I'll never sleep with you, would you still be as funny?

Don't say it.

There's one thing I like about you.

Your humor comes before your hands.

Okay, I got it.

It's all right, we can remain friends.

I'll wait as long as necessary.

We'll have sex tomorrow.

There's a car following us.

No need to drive so fast.

Slow down, no one is here.

Watch out, the car!

Car!

Motorcycle!

Take a break!

The truck, the truck!

Reckless driver!

Well...

Were we really being followed?

I want to go home.

Okay.

I'd like to see you again.

Tomorrow evening.

Peggy, when I left last night, a man was at your house.

Was it: One, your husband,

two, a lover,

or three, the plumber?

Delete as applicable.

And most importantly, call me soon.

I miss you.

Signed, francois with a c.

You're an idiot.

That's just my lawyer, he handled my divorce.

Listen, francois, I'm sorry but I can't have dinner with you tonight.

Don't ask me why, it's simply not possible.

I promise.

I'll call you.

Ms. Lister, please.

Albert!

Let Mr. Rollin in!

Please.

What did I do to you?

I've been waiting for three days.

Every time I call, I'm told you're out.

We meet, we're inseparable, and all of a sudden I lose sight of you.

Don't laugh, Peggy, it's not nice.

I'm sorry but it's not nice at all.

Why are you offering me water?

Why not?

I'm not really thirsty.

Why the silence? Is it because of your lawyer?

Tell me what's going on, Peggy.

I can't.

Let's go for a walk.

Did you think about me these past three days?

I thought about you constantly but you didn't.

Of course I did.

Well then, that's silly.

You think about me, I think about you and we don't see each other.

Shall we go?

No, not now.

Later.

Okay.

I'll pick you up in an hour.

No, I'll pick you up.

At your place.

The key is always on the door.

If I'm not there, wait for me.

Francois.

I'm glad you came.

Go to work now.

I'm coming!

Coming!

Mr. Francois rollin, please.

Yes?

Ms. Lister sends me.

What?

Ms. Lister sends me.

Come in, please.

What is this about?

Ms. Lister apologizes for not coming in person.

She asked me to pick you up and drive you to Mr. Rilson's.

- Her lawyer? - Yes.

Okay.

I'll let Mr. Rilson know.

What is your name?

Mr. Rollin.

Francois rollin.

Would you mind waiting here a minute?

Mr. Francois rollin is here.

Won't you please come in?

Mr. Rollin.

Marc rilson. I'm Ms. Lister's lawyer.

Pleased to meet you.

My brother denis.

Mr. Rollin.

Please sit down.

Something to drink?

No, thank you.

Ms. Lister isn't here?

Denis, would you please give us a minute?

I'm sorry to bring you all the way here.

I actually wanted to talk to you about Ms. Lister.

For the past five years, anything and everything pertaining to Ms. Lister

concerns me directly.

What do you know about her exactly?

Excuse me?

Did she talk about herself, about her life, her past?

I don't understand your line of questioning.

Ms. Lister didn't tell you I was in charge of her business?

She did say you were in charge of her divorce.

She told you about a divorce?

Isn't she divorced?

Ms. Lister has been gravely ill.

She's convalescing, under constant medical care.

She's the picture of health.

A few years ago, she married a drug addict.

Because of him, she started abusing drugs.

She then fell into a neurosis induced by substance abuse.

She still suffers from its psychological after-effects.

Most particularly, her very understandable aversion to men.

She went to rehab several times and she's clean now.

But we don't know if she'll ever completely recover.

What's that all about?

I understand it's hard to believe,

but I can show you her psychiatric file, if you'd like.

I accidentally overheard part of your conversation.

My brother forgot to mention one thing about Ms. Lister.

I don't think it's in her file.

He loves her.

He wants to marry her.

Denis also forgets a small detail.

Mr. Rilson is already married.

I am Mrs. Rilson.

Wow!

All right. Would you ask your driver to take me back?

I didn't lie to you. Ms. Lister was very ill.

You need to leave her alone, Mr. Rollin.

You already set a date for the wedding?

I didn't want it to get to this.

To what?

She's not divorced, she's widowed.

Her husband was murdered.

How?

She killed him.

Yes.

I was her defense lawyer, she was acquitted after medical inquiry.

But she's not cured.

May I leave?

Steig?

Yes, sir.

Take Mr. Rollin back home, please.

Yes, sir.

Drop me off at Ms. Lister's.

You got it, sir.

That is absurd.

And you believed him?

Well, I don't know.

Then why did you come back?

To know the truth.

I told you the truth.

I'm a widow. My husband is dead.

No, you told me you were divorced.

Because it was simpler.

I don't talk about my life as easily as you do.

And I don't get paid 120 francs per minute of drama.

All right, I slit my husband's throat and my hands are covered in blood.

Now you can leave.

Don't get upset, Peggy, I didn't do anything.

He did.

I go over there and he tells me...

Of course! This is child's play.

He was trying to draw us apart.

Would you have sent me to his house if you had anything to hide?

I'm so stupid.

Although I had good reason to believe him.

And I was treated to an incredible show.

Even I wouldn't dare write something that far-fetched.

Everything was there: The chalk rubbed on the pool cue,

the stone-cold look, the neurotic wife, the degenerate brother.

Mama Dracula, uncle Frankenstein and their youngest.

Seriously, your lawyer is like a third fiddle in an American TV series.

And you're supposed to marry him, too?

It's nothing, just a draft.

Take me away.

Please, I beg you. I don't want to stay here.

Why?

I'm scared.

Last night, he tried to get into my bedroom again.

I can hear him breathing behind the door incessantly.

Take me away.

I'm scared.

Relax!

It won't be hard to find you an apartment.

Honestly, that mansion was quite sinister.

Why did you pick such a place?

Marc rented it for me.

Marc?

My lawyer, Mr. Rilson.

When my husband died, he took care of everything.

He never asked me for anything in return.

Rocked to sleep by the sea, awakened by the sun,

greeted by the seagulls.

It exudes joie de vivre. You'll love it there.

How much?

The one on the seventh floor is 1,500 francs

and the one on the 12th is 2,000 francs.

It's higher up so the price is higher.

Right.

Someone is on the phone for you, sir.

All right. Excuse me.

Hello?

Yes, of course.

That is correct.

All right.

You got it.

Look at your patio.

Apologies, management just told me the 12th floor is already rented.

And the 7th floor?

Rented as well, just a minute ago.

What else do you have available?

Well, with easter coming up, the holidays, summer weather,

the owners will be coming.

You can't blame them.

Sorry, I have nothing left.

Let's go.

Calm down, Peggy.

Look! No one's following us.

You're safe now.

I'm certain he's following us.

Since his release from jail, he's been devoted to him like a dog.

Who?

Steig, his driver.

He'll do anything for him.

I hope someone's still here.

Apartments for rent

our office is in the show apartment on the 3rd floor

At any rate, it's brand new.

I bet it's a little fat man with a mustache.

Or bald, with a putty-colored trench coat.

Or a dwarf with a red beard.

Hello?

Nobody.

I'm sure it's cheerier in the daytime, you'll see.

You'll be very comfortable.

Very, very comfortable.

We're not gonna spend the night in here, are we?

Right?

It's getting worse.

My lighter.

What's wrong with these buttons?

We're going back down.

That's new.

This elevator is very independent.

Young, dynamic, facetious.

Press on the button, I'll turn on the light.

Press it.

Exit

I'm looking for the light switch.

And I can't find it.

Ah! I found it.

I push the button, and...

The light doesn't turn on.

We'll ask for the rent to be lowered.

There! I found the switch.

Francois?

Francois?

Francois!

What's wrong? Are you hurt?

I was attacked.

Attacked?

- When? - Where is she?

Huh?

Peggy?

Are you looking for someone?

Peggy!

He won't bother you anymore, sir. I think he got the message.

Except there's a slight problem. She was terrified.

Excuse me, it's very noisy here.

I don't know, she's gone.

Find her, Albert.

Call me if there's anything new.

Night had just fallen when we were ambushed.

I got injured almost immediately.

Excuse me.

Marc was extraordinary.

He carried me for over a mile.

Gunfire everywhere.

I had 14 pieces of shrapnel in the leg.

And you must have been five pounds heavier back then.

I don't know if I was heavy, but time was going by very slowly.

Veterans already.

Better than being exempt.

It might have been better for us to be exempt back in the day.

Excuse me.

I remember the weather was dreadful.

Peggy, my dear.

He touched me.

I'm scared.

I'm dirty.

He touched me with his dirty hands.

Yes?

Come here.

Yes.

She's at my house.

She was attacked, she was terrified. You could have tried to protect her.

I told you to leave her be, Mr. Rollin. Don't meddle anymore.

It's steig.

It's steig.

He's been following me for two months. It's your fault.

Calm down.

I scratched his eyes out, I hope he's blind.

It's steig, it's steig, it's steig!

- Steig! - No!

Why would steig attack you?

He's here to protect you.

I trust him completely.

Come in!

Sir?

Thank you, steig.

See? Anyone could have attacked you.

Marc!

Your guests are waiting.

I'll take you home.

Why?

- I'm scared. - Albert will keep you safe.

No, I'm scared of Albert.

No. Albert, steig...

You see evil everywhere.

Peggy, whoever attacked you will come to regret it.

No one will ever touch you as long as I'm alive.

Don't you trust me anymore?

There, there.

Peggy?

Can I come in?

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

I need to sleep.

Would you like me to stay?

I feel much better, thanks.

Good night.

Good night.

What happened, exactly?

Not tonight, I beg of you. I'm tired.

But I...

Don't.

I'll call you tomorrow.

She's scared in this house.

I told you to leave her alone.

She should be the one to tell me.

Albert?

Albert.

Miss...

Miss.

It's Ms. Lister.

Hi, Peggy.

He attacked me in the parking garage. I know it now.

His face is all scratched up.

I hear him behind the door.

I looked myself in my bedroom.

I can hear him.

I can hear him breathing.

Come here.

Come over here, quick!

Come quick! Quick! Quick!

Don't move, I'm on my way.

Steig!

Peggy.

What's going on?

Albert attacked us, not steig.

His face is covered with blood.

He's all scratched up.

I don't want to go back there.

Then don't.

Tomorrow, we'll go get your belongings and you can stay here.

It will be okay.

I don't want to go back there.

You're gonna stay here.

Wait.

Wait!

I'll give you some pajamas.

They might be a little big.

But they're nice.

When you showed up, I was dreaming about a rhinoceros.

What did I do with my pajamas?

The door.

Quick, it's him. Close the door.

I'll go check.

Don't leave me.

Just a quick look.

It's nothing.

Just a couple.

She's an old skank.

She lives on the 3rd floor, she always brings younger men home.

What are you doing in your little corner?

Wait, let's make things better.

I can't find my pajamas but... Oh, here's something.

This little shirt should do the trick.

Come here.

Here.

You take my bed, I'll sleep on the easy chair.

Do not be afraid.

It's okay.

It was just a bad dream.

Tomorrow, all will be forgotten.

Just like this!

National police force

It's true, you know. It's huge.

We can buy thousands of acres, it's desolate.

We can move into a farm and live there completely alone.

They're good. Take one.

That's funny.

When I was little, I thought people walked upside down over there.

Since they're on the other side of the earth.

Want some grapefruit juice?

A farm must be wonderful.

To live alone.

Nobody else.

Must be boring to death in Australia.

I'd rather die of boredom in Australia than live in boredom here.

That's beautiful!

I'm writing it down.

"Dying in Australia, bored to live here."

I'll use this somewhere.

Okay, we're going to Australia to live upside down.

Like this!

Hello?

Speaking.

Please hold for Mr. Rilson.

Sir?

I know she's at your place, Mr. Rollin.

Her gardener's corpse has been recovered.

The police received an anonymous tip.

He was murdered.

She needs to go home. Immediately.

Ms. Lister lives here. I'm with her.

Very well.

They'll ask you a few questions.

Don't panic.

The bastard tried to rape her last night.

Give her a motive and she'll end up in jail.

Hello, Ms. Lister.

Police chief garnier. Do you have a minute?

She spent the night at your place.

None of your business.

I'm not asking you, I'm telling you she spent the night at your place.

You're her alibi, moron.

Stop insulting me.

And stop with the drama, this questioning is just a formality.

They're not just questioning her, it's an examination.

And it's a lot more serious than you think.

Shit!

Can't you be more careful?

I'm sorry, sir.

Mr. Rollin?

Ms. Lister told me she spent the night at your place.

Correct.

Come see me at the precinct in the afternoon.

Also, don't leave the area without telling us.

What? Why are we being treated like criminals?

Good question, Mr. Rollin.

I told you so.

She killed her husband.

You refused to believe me.

You even laughed at me.

She told me everything, you know.

Frankenstein, Dracula.

Drama happens in real life. I thought you got paid to know so.

Why did you lie to me about your husband?

Because I wanted to keep you.

Come with me!

Let's go!

One suitcase!

One brown skirt.

Doesn't look good on me.

Three sweaters.

One slip, a coffee and let's go.

Yes?

I have to take you to the precinct.

Nothing serious, just to record your statement.

I'll come with you, chief.

Of course.

Take my car.

We'll meet back at your place.

Francois?

I didn't do anything wrong.

And I love you.

Do you really need to take her?

I'll only keep her for a short time, I promise.

The questioning, the police. That's the last thing she needs.

You're calling me "the police"?

She's in good hands. Rest assured.

Everything will be all right, Peggy.

Why did you go to his place?

What?

You usually come to me when things go bad.

Why did you go to him?

You thought the last episode was nastier than the previous one?

Well, congrats.

That's because I met my heroine on the beach.

I'm serious.

I met a lovely young woman and ever since then,

I've been stuck in elevators, knocked out in parking garages

and everybody gets killed around me.

No, I'm not drunk, I'm stone-cold sober.

And she also has the sexiest lawyer in Europe.

If I ever meet him in a dress, I'll marry him.

She's here, I have to go. I'll call you back.

I am Mrs. Rilson. We met at my husband's.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

I'd like to talk to you.

May I come in?

Sure.

I'm trying to understand.

How convenient. So do I.

My husband certainly won't help me understand.

He won't talk to me about his job and even less about his passions.

But maybe you...

Did you sleep with her?

Excuse me?

No, surely not.

Neither you nor him have slept with her.

Denis, my husband's brother, tried a few months ago.

He went into her bedroom, came out with his arm bleeding.

Five stitches.

She's a crazy murderer, extremely cold and dangerous.

She is!

Everyone loves her.

How does she do it?

Tell me.

Why are you telling me all this?

Let me give you a piece of advice.

Take her far away, as soon as possible.

I take her away, you get your husband back, everyone is happy.

Is that it?

I don't know.

But if she stays, everyone will be miserable.

Including you, Mr. Rollin.

Take her away.

Sir.

I'm here to pick up Ms. Lister's belongings.

Did she ask you to?

Mr. Rilson asked me.

I don't care about rilson.

This is my house, so leave.

Give the keys back!

Don't make things harder.

Get out! Get out, fatty!

Stop it, steig!

I was mistaken, you're powerless against him.

He won't let her go.

Leave.

No entry!

The little whore is here.

How about a drink?

Orange juice.

Hello, Ms. Lister.

Which bedroom would you like your luggage to be brought in?

My luggage?

I sent steig to pick up your belongings.

You could have told me.

You have no business staying at his place.

You're gonna live here.

Which bedroom?

I owe him an explanation.

Why?

Would you like to call him?

No, Marc.

You've always let me make my own decisions.

I'm sorry but I'd rather go to his place.

Do you want me to take you there?

No. No need.

I can drop you off.

No, thank you.

Ms. Lister left, sir.

I know, thank you.

Denis left right after. He seemed to be following her.

I saw them leave.

Denis has been wanting to get back at her for a while.

And get back at you.

Peggy!

Where is she?

She took her luggage and she left.

To go where?

Your place. They're all going there.

My husband, his brother, his driver.

I told you you'd run into trouble.

I'm afraid I was right.

Here.

I took the Liberty to make coffee.

I hope you don't mind.

Mr. Denis rilson is at your place.

Dead.

Murdered.

Take a few toiletries with you, Mr. Rollin.

Last night at seven, you went to Mr. Rilson's and saw Mrs. Rilson.

Yes.

Mrs. Rilson claims she never saw you.

She's lying.

I went to pick up Ms. Lister last night at seven.

I saw Mr. Rilson and his driver leaving in a vehicle.

They almost ran me over.

Rilson and his driver do not recall seeing you.

I understand rilson wanting to Bury me.

But how can you believe that I killed his brother?

You were at the crime scene before me.

The evidence suggests the crime occurred an hour before I got there.

You could have killed denis rilson, gotten out,

then come back an hour later.

You receive an anonymous tip, Mrs. Rilson destroys my alibi.

I'm obviously being framed.

The dagger, the murder weapon...

Belongs to you.

The victim was in your house.

It all fits.

How long am I gonna stay here?

Somewhere between 24 hours and 40 years.

Then I want a lawyer.

What?

Tell rilson I want him to represent me.

Excuse me?

You asked for me?

The only way I can be exonerated is for me to accuse her.

Or I can tell them what your wife told me.

Which is?

Denis's wound and the stitches.

I could also say Peggy was at my place at the time of the murder.

You got me in deep, now you have to dig me out.

And you know she faces a heavier sentence than me.

This is blackmail, Mr. Rollin.

And you bear false witness.

You destroyed my alibi.

You would do anything to get her back.

So would I.

Where will that lead you?

I was wondering the same about you.

Mr. Rollin, you're free to go.

Did Mrs. Rilson finally remember?

Mrs. Rilson confirmed some of your assertions,

clearing you of any wrongdoing.

I'd like to find Ms. Lister. Can you tell me where she is?

Why?

It's personal.

She's at Mr. Rilson's.

I'll go there with you, if you don't mind.

Why?

It's business.

I'm the chief of police.

I have two corpses and no murderer.

Peggy?

Yes?

We have to leave now.

Come with me.

I want to say goodbye to francois.

That's absurd. We can't waste any time.

He wouldn't understand why I didn't say goodbye. Please.

I'm scared, Marc.

Scared? Of what?

I don't want to go back to the hospital.

That's out of the question.

You will never go back to the hospital.

You're cured now.

We'll leave together.

The both of us.

Far away.

Far, far away.

On the other side of the earth.

Where people walk upside down.

Yes.

Where people walk upside down.

With no gates, no walls.

Where no one knows who we are.

Come in.

Mr. Rollin and chief garnier are here.

Hello, sir.

Excuse us for barging in unannounced.

Where are you taking her?

To rest. She needs it.

I'm sorry, but...

I need her.

What's going on?

I'm still investigating, all witnesses need to be questioned.

As long as I don't have a murderer, you all have to stay here.

And of course, I do have a few questions...

For Ms. Lister.

In her state?

I have to.

Or else, we'd have to admit that her physical state prevents her

from being subjected to questioning like a normal person.

You have to admit that the murders of two close relations

can lead to a depressive state.

Maybe I'll just ask her a few questions here.

To spare her the anguish

of a formal inquiry.

Don't leave me, Marc.

I'm right here, dear.

You drove off from here yesterday at 6 pm

to go to Mr. Rollin's place in antibes.

Let's not talk about your conversation with Mr. and Mrs. Rilson,

even though I know things didn't go too well.

Ms. Lister.

After leaving this house, you drove towards antibes.

Denis rilson soon followed you.

Marc rilson left shortly thereafter, going the same way.

You arrived in antibes around 7 pm,

and Mr. Rollin arrived here at that time.

At 7:15, rollin's neighbor saw you in the stairs of his building.

Everything points to your going to rollin's place.

But at the same time, denis rilson's car stopped...

Eric!

I killed my brother denis.

And Albert, Ms. Lister's gardener.

Very well.

I am at your disposal, chief.

It's no use, Marc.

You can't help her anymore.

We found traces of blood on her clothes.

I'll get the lab results tomorrow.

She will go back to the hospital.

For life.

You shouldn't have done that.

She's a lost cause.

And you're responsible for her freedom.

Give me 24 hours, Eric.

What?

I need 24 hours. I'll take care of everything.

I can't do that, Marc.

Really.

Eric, please.

Thank you.

Tired?

We're almost at the hotel.

Once we're married, you'll think all this never happened.

You'll give me a lot of kids, I'll give you a lot of TV shows.

Our kids will watch my shows.

My shows will feed our kids.

Where are they, steig?

I'm following them, they're heading towards the col de turini.

Where?

The col de turini.

I'll be right there.

Go to the col de turini.

Ah, chief.

We have some news regarding Mr. Rilson's disappearance.

Really?

We intercepted a conversation between his car,

the Cadillac with the license plate 7185-sg-06,

and a telephone booth in villeneuve-loubet.

Hello? Yes.

You recorded the conversation in the Cadillac.

Okay.

Col de turini?

Thank you.

Call the precinct of escarene.

Black ice

Number nine. Our most beautiful room.

Thank you.

Name?

Mr. and Mrs. Francois rollin.

You okay?

Not too tired?

I'm good.

Please follow me.

The chef already left.

But don't worry, we're going to spoil you.

You'll get breakfast in bed by the fireplace.

A real lovers' breakfast!

Would you like a drink?

Are you hungry?

Don't be sad.

He tried to paint you as a maniac and a murderer.

Forget him.

Let's order champagne.

Let's celebrate your recovery.

Because you're not ill anymore.

Front desk?

Could we get some champagne, please?

Taittinger? Perfect.

Thank you.

Peggy.

You're shaking.

You are crazy.

Peggy!

I came to get you, Peggy.

There. Don't be scared.

I'm here.

I'm here.

Let's go.

We need to hurry. We don't have much time.

No, steig.

Thank you.

Scenic viewpoint

Do you see Australia?

It's all the way over there.

I'll take you there.

We'll go, the two of us.

We'll buy a farm.

A huge farm.

We'll be all alone for thousands of miles.

We'll have to learn to walk upside down.